One day Yusuke Urameshi was home alone. It was a cold winter's day and, as usual, his mother forgot to pay the heating bill because she spent all the money on booze and drag queens--- so Yusuke was very cold.
He sat, wrapped in the cushioned fabric of a sleeping bag, only his face exposed through an opening. He shuddered and sneezed and eventually, due to the inhumane conditions, fell into a deep sleep...
And he dreamt... a dark, strange dream...
He dreamt he was floating through a vast, black abyss and in those abysmal depths he felt a warmth. A warmth which came suddenly and swept over, an odd warmth that wrapped itself all around him, and melted within him, into his very bones and sent his blood rushing, boiling into every fiber, every cell. His cheeks flared a refulgent red.
A red not unlike Kurama's hair.
"Yusuke..." That succulent voice whispered, those full, pouty lips caressing his ear. "Yusuke...are you warm enough?"
"What the fuck?" Yusuke breathed, "Kurama? What..."
"Shh..." a second voice penetrated his own. "...Quiet, mortal....silence....."
"Hiei?" Yusuke whispered.
And Hiei wrapped his fingers around Yusuke's chin, his nails biting into the flesh.
"I told you to shut up..."
And Yusuke did.....
And then.... they faded as suddenly as they had arrived, the images of his comrades sinking into the darkness and with it, his hope, and that exquisite smoldering warmth...until he felt a presence lingering near him...
"Hello?" Yusuke called out.
And a voice echoed back...
"Its me, Kuwabara..."
And there, in that darkness stood the figure of Kuwabara, nude all except a delicately placed rose petal over his nether region.
"NOOOOOO!!!! " Yusuke screamed and awoke suddenly.
"What the fuck? I gotta go get some hetero porn....that was too fucking weird..."
At that same moment Kuwabara awoke in class, flushed and feeling rather awkward. "Woah, that was weird. I was all naked and Urameshi was there with- Oh My God!"
THE END. (or to be continued!?)
